Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction and implies nothing about the true sexuality / personal lives of the Home and Away actors featured in it. Their respective characters are property of the Seven Network, Australia.
Adopting Braxton ideals wasn't in the blood for Dex and Oscar; but after what happened it was an eye for an eye, as Dex and their study buddy Spencer agreed to help their friend avenge his attack.
It was 3 against 1 as Dex, Spencer and Oscar tied up Tank and dragged him kicking and screaming along the beach.
"Do you think because we're not beer guzzling, pizza eating bogans...because we actually have BRAINS...that we don't know how to use our cocks?! That we're somehow not in your league?!" Oscar yelled as the others clapped in agreement. Tank rolled his eyes and laughed smugly. The nerds were all bark and no bite.
Dex and Spencer unbuttoned Oscar's shirt and slipped it off him.
"Look at him." Spencer yelled. "He goes to the gym...he has a hot body." Dex and Spencer ran their hands over Oscar's tight muscles.
"And a small dick!" Tank retorted.
"Actually..." Oscar unbuttoned his shorts and slid them down...
Tank couldn't let on, but he was impressed with Oscar's thick 8" fuck stick. He hadn't quite seen it's full length when he saw him fucking Kim at the orgy party.
"I'm going to show you just how hot I can fuck. We all are." Oscar said as Dex and Spencer pulled their cocks out, preparing to give Tank a taste of his own medicine.
"Come on boys, two wrongs don't make a right." Tank said, trying to derail the poindexters' plans. But there was no persuading them as Oscar rammed his rod into Tank.
"Ohhhhhhhhh..." Tank moaned as Oscar assaulted his assailant's anus.
"Oh you like it huh? See...it's not so bad, is it?" Oscar taunted, turning the tables on Tank...
Tank flinched as Oscar aimed his cock at Tank's eye and shot his hot, sticky load.
"Bullseye!" Dex laughed as he high-fived Spencer.
Spencer and Dex then took their turns getting rough retribution...causing Tank sufferance by shlong...
"OK you made your point, so untie me - NOW!" Tank demanded.
"Not yet. We have one more surprise for you." Oscar smirked.
"Ta da!" Dex said as Spencer returned with a bucket.
"No...don't you dare!" Tank protested as a fowl stench emanated from the bucket: it was fish guts and squid.
"One of the perks of living with Mr Stewart." Spencer laughed as he tipped the stinky intestines over the bound jerk.
"I'm gonna reek for days! I'll get you for this!" Tank roared.
"I think you already have." Oscar said as the dweeb team walked away, the score settled.
The next morning:
"Woah...you trying to turn yourself into a human stink bomb?" Zac asked as he found Tank on his morning jog.
"No...your nephew and his faggoty little friends did this to me!" Tank fumed.
"What? Oscar did this? No...don't be ridiculous...this is so not his style. But if it was...I'd raise his allowance." Zac laughed.
"You ought to ground him for life!"
"Just like Greg should do to you."
Touchè.
"Come on...let's get you a shower." Zac said, holding his breath to avoid inhaling the awful scent as he led Tank into the surf club showers.
As Tank soaped himself up, trying to wash away the fishy odour, Zac couldn't help but sneak a peek at Tank's naked body. As the warm water streamed down Tank's torso, Zac felt sweat trickling as he burned with lust for the red hot rebel.
"It's a lot cooler in here. Or hotter. Depending on how you look at it." Tank said seductively, noticing the heat he was causing Zac as he pulled him into the shower...
Oscar had been working out at the gym before school and headed into the showers...
The sight and sounds of his uncle fucking his bully was like a knife through the heart. Although Zac didn't know what Tank had done to him, Oscar couldn't help but feel deeply hurt by what was happening and fled the sexy scene, unnoticed...
"Ohhhhhh...fuck me Zac...harder...give it to me!" Tank begged as he couldn't get enough of the hot dad.
"Yeah...that's it...take it all the way in...take my big sexy cock Tank..." Zac moaned. Although he was a reformed bad boy, he'd never stopped crossing back to the dark side; fucking the baddest of the bad criminals during his previous employment at the prison. Fucking Tank was just like being back there again...and it was amazing.
Zac pushed Tank to his knees as he prepared to populate him with his sperm; rinsing off Tank's excess soap suds with a hosing down of hot white man-mocha.
Zac and Tank kissed like crazy as they dried off, before parting ways; it implied that neither would speak of this again...